Tang Feng extended his hand and nudged the showerhead towards Zhao Qiongrui's side.
He slightly thrust his hips forward.
The shiny beast approached closer to Lin Ying's cherry lips.
Lin Ying, seeing Tang Feng's intention, did not dodge but allowed the scarlet barrel to touch her moist, red lips.
Her lips parted.
The fiery stiffness easily slid into Lin Ying's mouth.
Continuing to enter.
The cock head was completely engulfed, wrapped in the tender moist flesh, as a nimble tongue quietly latched onto it, scraping and licking.
A momentary pause.
The veiny shaft pushed in a bit further, puffing Lin Ying's cheeks out.
He thrust about a dozen more times.
Tang Feng suddenly pulled his scorching stiffness out and stopped right outside those red lips.
Lin Ying lifted her head, gave Tang Feng a coquettish glance, and even playfully pinched his thigh.
She willingly opened her mouth and moved forward.
She took Tang Feng's Big Dick into her mouth, sucking and licking it.
Hiss.
